Although Martha Haskins never won a prize at a dance, she was proud of having been “a purty good stepper."

The disciple made a most splendidiferous shy right across the road, and, if you had not been something of a horseman, you would have been off that trip. It would have taken more than a lion to have got the disciple that time.

She shook her head sadly at him. No, it won't do, Arthur. I'm not in a mood to be sugared.

In The Way of the Shaman, Michael Harner describes how dancing, accompanied by drumming, was a very common method (...) in traditional societies for a person to metamorphosise into a bird or other animal.